sometimes...

i collect fortunes to one day cover an entire wall in my house.
i have the desire to mail people birthday cards when it isn't their birthday.
i laugh really loud.
i pretend my life is a musical.
i tell myself that it is any one of these days my parents will tell me i've been a princess my whole life.
i tell silly stories.
i get upset when customers tell me i'm wrong and i know i'm right.
i just want to dance.
i have creativity withdrawls.
i design houses while i sit in class rather than take notes.
i make up scenarios for what might go on in people's lives when i see them on a bus or train or walking down the street.
i make myself proud.
i am stubborn.
i ask random questions.
i go for a drive just to listen to music in my car. or to see the sunset better.
i make a good joke.
i pretend to have a secret identity.
i drive my family crazy.
i work hard and do my best.
i drive with the windows down.
i send letters so i can get mail too.
i go through all the pictures i've ever taken just to have a flood of memories.
i ignore reality.
i feel like i'm going to burst with love.
i just want to read for the rest of the day.
i slow down to look at the scenery.
i remember how lukcy i am.
i try to do my good turn daily.
i take lots of pictures.
i get excited over little things.
i imagine lots of crazy different scenarios.
i just want to sleep.
i have so many ideas.
i wish i had more time.
i remember how i wanted to be michael jordan.
i procrastinate.
i like playing badminton because i feel like i'm in princess diaries.
i feel cool when i am taught new tricks.
i like laying on the grass for hours just letting the time go by.
i laugh with my friends because they are hilarious.
i miss playing tennis.
i laugh out loud when i'm alone.
i try to put myself in someone else's shoes.
i like doing the dishes.
i miss my missionary friends a lot.
i want to say "just do it already."
i think about the future.
i do it just to prove i can.
i pray.
i look for an adventure.
i think about you.
i wonder if i'll make it to 100.
i blast my celine dion and rascal flatts playlist.
i spend too much time on the computer.
i wonder if it had gone differently.
i remember why i don't allow myself to go to the craft store very often.
i spill the beans.
i just like to sit there.
i think it's just about the best day ever.
i wonder why.
i think i'm pretty legit.
i try to stand a little taller.
i tell someone i love them.
i sleep talk.
i have dance parties.
i try to convince everyone that manatees do rock.
i play the piano.
i see something in my head and make it happen.
i don't care what others think.
i let people down.
i scream.
i make up my own phrases.
i imagine having my own show like Oprah's.
i crave cheese.
i think about the good ole' days.
i spend too much money.
i try to cook.
i laugh at jokes.
i think about hannah montana's hard life.
i love sewing.
i am inspired.
i find something beautiful.
i want it my way.
i wish i had a time machine.
i realize i'm wrong.
i just want to give up.
i am different.
i really do need that.
i don't act like myself.
i am a leader.
i want to talk.
i experience fatigue.
i say funny things.
i pretend to be famous.
i am afraid of the dark.
i try to be a little better.
i live.
i laugh.
i love.
i am just plain ashley.
...but just sometimes.


Happy Post 100.
thanks for reading.